From the recording Dig


A mad imagination
In this world that has gone wild
I find myself a child
And talk about frustrations
That my vision may begin
I must sleep to dream again
To find my hill

The man that rules his kingdom
To be simple to be wise
To be bigger than his size
And talk about your freedom
You're free to come and go
In time we would outgrow
To find your hill

Chorus 1
Go find your hill and leave me here to wonder
Never to be still till I am six feet under

A mad imagination
Looks for treasures in the san
I find them where I stand
And as for my location
From here I'll watch you go
Like a river meant to flow
Around my hill